Storm
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Storm

 

Riding an invisible horse

The Hoofs make a lot of crash

Accompanied from a stranger

he comes to get us

 

You allow to ride the death on you,

you bring him to us,

The one with the scythe in his hand.

Before he comes we hear…

…the Death-Storm

 

A biting stench lies in the air

He makes us mad, he let us die

Before this end comes,

we hear…

we hear…

…the Death-Storm

 

invisible but nevertheless to see

“We will see the full moon,

We will never more escape from you,

We will never more defeat you!

 

You allow to ride …

 

A biting stench lies …

 

invisible but nevertheless to see

“We will see the full moon,

escape from you to be free,

defeat you in the mighty gloom!

 

Faithfully he falls about you

Aching you will find out his power

Only your last breath remains

Before your soul snatches from this godless creature

 

Riding an invisible …

 

A biting stench lies …

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